Zelda’s lips curled into a warm smile as the warmth of his breath brushed across her cheek. Her eyes closed listening to the depth of his voice while the heat from his head melted into her own. It’s comforting even if it’s only a small gesture and for a moment she’s happy. She can’t be selfish yet but one day she just might.

“You do help me Link, even when you are away.” Her voice was soft and gentle, her countenance that of a goddess. Her head shifted, golden silky threads falling over her shoulder as she looked up at Link.

“Let’s have dinner. I was thinking of making soup.” As always he could choose what they ate. She wasn’t so picky and she liked to cook for him when she could.